So I came to realize that my fuck up was too big..and that I tried to fix it way too late..

..and I’m sitting here, on my bed…drinking whiskey and waiting for the repercussions of my existential/emotional crisis to punch me in the face.

I have this pattern that I can’t seem to break out of…and it got worse one I entered high school. Failed..dropped out and change schools..then failed again but got no other choice than to suck it, and make an effort to finish it. I just noticed that this is it…this is high school all over again…except that I’m no longer 17.

More than once have I wondered what the fuck do I need to get that push…that motivation to give a fuck about important things..because apparently near-death experiences, trips and sexual harassment haven’t been enough of a wake-up calls to make me want to push back and try to prove people something…prove myself something.

Fuck….I’m drunk and tired of my crap..and I’m just ranting/venting..so just ignore this bullshit.

8 hours ago

ejour:

Heartbroken.

*sobs*

9 hours ago
”

I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world.

Jeanette Winterson, The Art of Fiction No. 150 (via bookmania)
10 hours ago

kreugan:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

12 hours ago

theartofanimation:

Jennie Hålén

12 hours ago
003/100 pictures of jeremy renner

003/100 pictures of jeremy renner

(via loislaned)

12 hours ago
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I may be cynical when I say that very rarely is the beloved more than a shaping spirit for the lover’s dreams. And perhaps such a thing is enough. To be a muse may be enough. The pain is when the dreams change, as they do, as they must. Suddenly the enchanted city fades and you are left alone again in the windy desert. As for your beloved, she didn’t understand you. The truth is, you never understood yourself.

Jeannette Winterson, Sexing the Cherry (via bookmania)
12 hours ago

mycroft-the-queen:

jeremy renner’s most memorable moments shooting the avengers…

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(via avali)

12 hours ago

antrea:

Jeremy Renner in Pink’s music video for “Trouble”

(via captainbuttcheeks)

16 hours ago
There’s only one God, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t dress like that.

(Source: odinsonn, via captainbuttcheeks)

16 hours ago
Them: look
Me: I saw that already
16 hours ago

Steve, no.

(via captainbuttcheeks)

16 hours ago
The Snow Queen by Jeannine Hall Gailey.

The Snow Queen by Jeannine Hall Gailey.

(Source: vega-ofthe-lyre, via goldenfools)

16 hours ago
”

I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.

Why Do Twentysomethings Always Feel So Old | Ryan O’Connell (via kstewarts)

(Source: juneandafter, via widowsting)

18 hours ago
Black Cat KAPOW! 2012 by *TerryDodson

Black Cat KAPOW! 2012 by *TerryDodson

18 hours ago